Unexpected neatness.
Was this really the room of Bai Su, a hormone-fueled teenage boy?
Su Su could hardly believe it.
Books and documents were neatly stacked on shelves by size and category.
The computer monitor on the desk was spotless, clear enough to reflect a sharp image.
Behind the old CPU tower, tangled cables were neatly bundled with pretty white tape.
No smelly socks lay scattered around.
No sweaty, unwashed clothes were tossed aside.
The trash can held no suspicious, liquid-stained paper balls.
Everything felt harmonious and orderly.
Su Su stood at the doorway, scanning the immaculate room beyond her imagination.
A chill suddenly ran down her spine.
A tidy room with no bad smells? Must be a cross-dresser or gay!
But she burst out laughing before anyone else could hear.
Of course, it was just a joke.
Even if Bai Su differed from his past life, he couldn’t be that different from himself.
Didn’t he know his own orientation?
In his previous life, he’d been male and into girls.
But cross-dressing… Su Su secretly sized up Bai Su head to toe.
She concluded, “Sure enough, his handsomeness fits straight-male aesthetics. Totally unsuited for cross-dressing!”
Bai Su saw his sister’s weird gaze.
A chill shot down his back.
A premonition warned him: if he didn’t change the subject fast, misfortune awaited.
He broke the silence, calling out, “Su… Su Su, why are you just standing there? Weren’t you writing a story?”
She looked at Bai Su seated at the desk.
His slightly awkward, conflicted expression made her snort with laughter.
“Bro, what’s that face?”
Bai Su smiled awkwardly. “What’s wrong with my face?”
Su Su counted on her fingers thoughtfully, then laughed again.
She pointed at him, teasing, “Haha, bro, your expression looks like an innocent Husky!”
“???” Question marks circled Bai Su’s head. “What’s a Husky?”
Su Su fought to hold back laughter. “Husky’s short for Siberian Husky. A cute, brave, obedient dog.”
“???” More question marks appeared. “My face looks like a Husky? Are you calling me cute and brave?”
Su Su finally burst out laughing. “Exactly! Bro, you’re cute and brave—man’s best friend!”
…Bai Su felt his IQ shrink dramatically.
He turned, typed “Husky” into Baidu, and searched.
Reading the Baidu Baike entry, he fell into deep thought.
Hmm, [Husky in deep thought.jpg].
After a long while, grasping the Baidu content and pet forum rants, Bai Su understood Huskies’ miraculous nature.
Huskies, scientifically Siberian Huskies, were famous dogs.
Keywords: people-crazy, dumb, cowardly, mysteriously loud.
Handsome enough to stun you; silly enough to annoy you to death.
Most unsettling were forum photos of one Husky’s “glamour shots.”
Bai Su turned off the monitor.
He saw his handsome face in the black screen.
Recalling the Husky’s demonic expressions, his mood darkened.
“Damn it, Bai Susu! Where’d you get that my handsome face looks like that dumb dog?!” he roared inwardly.
If Su Su knew his thoughts, she’d reply, “Why, from the inside out, of course!”
Bai Su took a breath. The awkwardness vanished.
He stood from the chair, his expression turning adorably silly.
He wasn’t alone—he silently chanted Marilyn Monroe, Johnny Depp, and Elizabeth Taylor’s names, begging for strength.
With star-powered mystic boosts, his acting soared!
Bai Su’s eyes hid well, full of drama.
Pretending to hesitate, he asked, “Su Su, why do I feel you’re lying?”
Inside, Su Su laughed. Outwardly, she looked innocent. “No way, bro. Dogs are man’s best friend. Didn’t you know?”
A vein popped on Bai Su’s neck with a *snap*.
“Fine! Acting now? Let’s see who out-acts whom!” he gritted inwardly.
He waved casually, feigning indifference. “Forget that. I’ve got a story idea. Listen up.”
The bait was obvious.
Su Su, like a fat fish drawn to scent, took the hook. “Huh? That good? Okay, bro, tell me!”
She even stepped toward him.
Bai Su’s heart leaped. “Hehehe! Fooled again, my silly sister. The old hand knows best.”
His face stayed neutral. He nodded, walking toward her, mouth slightly open as if to speak.
Su Su, a naive lamb, stepped into Bai Su the big bad wolf’s trap.
They met.
In Su Su’s bewildered stare, Bai Su let out an eerie, booming laugh.
They passed each other.
Under her “you idiot” glare, Bai Su pounced on the door like a hungry wolf and locked it.
*Click—*
The sound of the lock sealing—and Su Su’s heart shattering.
Even she understood now.
Bai Su turned, the big bad wolf baring fangs at little lamb Bai Susu.
“I was so tired from acting. You too, right?”
He laughed again, deep and resonant. “Hehehe! Today, I, Bai Su, will teach you: the old hand knows best! Bai Susu!”
“Holy crap!” filled Su Su’s mind.
Next moment, Bai Su hoisted her like a lifeless fish and tossed her onto the corner bed.
Su Su rolled over, sat up to flee—and saw a figure looming larger.
Bai Su.
Her urge to escape spiked.
But it was useless.
Bai Su pinned her squirming arms and legs.
He flipped her over, sat on the bed, and draped her face-down across his lap.
Perfectly positioning her perky butt to stick out.
“Let go! You pervert! Trash Bai Su! Aaaaah!” Salty-fish Bai Susu struggled hard.
Luckily, her long nightgown stayed put during the chaos.
Otherwise, her bear-patterned panties would’ve shown.
But she still hated being pinned for a spanking!
Please—she looked like an eternal petite girl, but inside lived a nearly thirty-year-old man’s soul!
Now, pinned across her fifteen-years-younger self’s lap, butt up for a spanking… why this absurd twist?
Bai Su smiled meaningfully.
Hearing her curses, he felt secretly amused.
“Hmm, perfect angle.” He nodded, satisfied.
Then he slapped her butt.
*Smack—*
A crisp sound.
Bai Su felt his sister’s soft body stiffen in his arms.
“Damn it!” was Su Su’s last thought.
[To be continued]
